I don’t wanna talk to anyone
I wanna have a conversation with
a blackberry bush in summer
I’d say, you sure look like you’re thriving
and the bush would say, thank you, you too
and I’d forget about the winter
and hospitals and commuter madness
I’d remember summer
God’s pool of the radiant
when I splashed light
and swam a couple of laps
in heaven
and looked up like a child
yelling to his mother
did you see me God, did you see me?!
and he’d say yes, I saw you Danny
Good job!
yes, I remember summer
when God was only a heartbeat away
and the blackberry bush swayed
